For that matter, my future be damned. " "Perhaps I'm too tired to plan for to-morrow. ” They left the restaurant just as the rain slowed to a dull trickle, the fury of the storm exhausted, having left mirror puddles in its wake. I can wield a quarterstaff as well as a prize-fighter, and have beaten Figg himself at the broadsword. “Are you sorry you waited, aunt?” she said. Let us pass, Sir.
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